"You a big horror buff?"

"My favourite genre, yeah."

"Second Door Down, Welcome Home, Elephant in the Room...?"

"Oh! I've seen them. Elephant in the Room is really gory one? With that scene in the bathtub? That was awesome. Special effects were insane."

"I tried to recreate it when I was twelve, but my younger sister walked in. Last time I ever left a door unlocked."

"I can just imagine."

She laughs.

"You should host a movie night! Ohhh. Halloween is soon. I could dress up as the demon. Scare everyone shitless."

"You could. I probably have some priestly vestments in my basement somewhere, my dad keeps all his old props..."

"Lets do it then. It'll be my first high school party, have to make it memorable."

"Opinions on libations? Live music, smoke machine?"

"Smoke machine for sure. I'm not sure about live music, are there any good Halloween appropriate bands in town? No opinion on drinks: I was raised on bourbon which is probably not quite right for the occasion."

"I'll find us experts on the choice of alcohol. Bands who are willing to stick to the theme are easy, I'll scrounge one up."

"You've got this sorted already. Who would you invite?"

"My friends, your friends, people who want to go to a Diaz party...we're kind of known for our parties."

"I have like four friends. But I'm working on it."

"Now you have me. So I was thinking I'd need help with the decorating- not the big stuff, that'll we can pay people for, but the smaller stuff, and the setup. Grab one or two of your friends and come early."

"I can pitch in with any of the funds. But yes, I can cash in my newly earned friendship points and get them to be our unpaid labor," she jokes.

"Alright! This was a more productive math session than I expected, glad I showed up."

"I still could have done without the math."

"Math is super important for your future, though. You'll use calculus all the time."

She laughs. "You sound like my old tutor. He was constantly saying that everytime I tried to skip our math lessons."

"Yeah, math's not really my thing. I might pass the class, but I'm not retaining anything, and that's a promise."

"I'll pass. Handy perk of having such an great memory. But that doesn't mean I have to enjoy it."

She looks out the window. "I mean, I could be doing so much more interesting things right now. Taking pictures, kissing Matt, running or even, I don't know, fighting crime. You know, fun stuff."

"Why don't you?"

"I'm trying to prove a point, mostly. To my dad. That I can be a normal school attending teenager. Which requires math." She makes a face.

"Your dad doesn't want you here and you still come? I guess teenage rebellion is universal."